Aurora's pov I couldn't believe it when Marian laid eyes on me and failed to recognize me once again. Seeing her arrive at the airport with the driver, I immediately recognized her, and my first thought was, why had she come to welcome me? She must have climbed high in Lucas' company to personally welcome an external auditor. As she pulled my luggage alongside me, it felt like encountering an old enemy. The next day, as I rose from the bed, one troubling and unresolved thought lingered in my mind. "Will Lucas also fail to recognize me?" If Lucas couldn't recognize me, it would bring immense joy. It would alleviate half of my pain, and I wouldn't have to worry as much. Compelled by these thoughts, I stood up from the bed in my hotel room and faced the mirror. I ran my nightgown against my body to assess my physical shape. I couldn't see much difference. I grabbed my phone, opened my old pictures, and examined them. Comparing my current self to how I looked in Lucas' house, there

Benedict’s pov I was in the middle of doing laundry when I heard my wife's voice, Chloe, calling out to get my attention. "Darling! Darling!"She was in the kitchen, probably unaware that I was busy with the laundry and assuming I was in our room. "My hands are busy in the kitchen. Please, someone is knocking on the door." "Okay, but my hands are wet," I replied, not realizing she hadn't heard my response. If I had known, I would have quickly gone to see who was at the door without any delay. As I refocused my attention on the washing machine, her voice lingered in my mind, bringing a smile to my face. We had a wonderful marriage and two lovely children. My intention was to finish loading the remaining dirty clothes into the washing machine and then go and meet her, as well as find out who was at the door. Stepping out of the laundry room, the bustling sounds from the kitchen had ceased. Has she finished cooking already? I wondered, but it seemed too soon. When did she ev

Author's pov Sebastian's phone nearly slipped from his grasp as he unconsciously failed to respond to Aurora, until the call eventually ended. His demeanor had soured the conversation's conclusion. He was in his sitting room when the call came through. His dry palm became sweaty, and his heartbeat raced beyond normal. Was it too soon to hear something like this, or perhaps he hadn't expected it at all? "Who could have been secretly providing for Aurora without her knowledge? This person must be madly in love with her," he pondered. Sebastian didn't even realize when he walked over to his bar and grabbed one of the strongest alcoholic drinks, popping it open. He wasn't the type of person who enjoyed drinking, but what he had heard had demoralized him. "This exceeds my expectations. How many days has she been away from here for someone to have spotted her?" He downed the first glass of wine and gestured as if he were talking to someone standing before him. "But wouldn't it back

Author's pov Marian sat in the passenger seat of the car, while Dennis took the wheel. Leaving the hotel behind, Marian promptly dialed Benedict's number. They had made arrangements the previous night to meet, and for security reasons, Marian suggested meeting at Benedict's house. "Hello, Mr. Benedict, I'm on my way. Should I come to your house now?" Marian asked. "I will give you a call," Benedict replied, ending the conversation abruptly. "Why did he end the call?" Marian wondered aloud, causing Dennis to turn and look at her. Instead of addressing her question, he responded, "I hope you brought the letter I wrote and printed?" "Yes." "In that case, let's wait." Dennis drove for a moment before stopping the car. "Let me see the letter you've written," Marian requested. Dennis opened his bag and handed her the letter. It was the first time Marian had read its contents. Dennis had instructed her to place the letter on the table after successfully poisoning Benedict.

Aurora’s pov Sebastian is coming tomorrow, what a surprising turn of events. From the weekend to tomorrow. I can't contain my excitement. I'm not sure how to handle this upcoming happiness. Am I happy because Sebastian is coming, or is my brain tricking me into happiness due to the news about Marian? That thought alone made me sit down and reflect on what happened to Marian. Ever since the news broke, I've been at home for the three days Lucas gave me off. We haven't seen each other, except for the last time he came over and noticed my coffee can. The way he looked at me felt like he was seeing a glimpse of my former self. However, when I challenged him about resembling his former wife, he couldn't respond. I sensed confusion on his face. There's no way I look exactly like the woman he used to know. I can't deny the fact that we bear a resemblance, though. What am I even saying? I burst out laughing in my mind, not realizing when I started laughing out loud. I walked over to the sta